The night breeze was a little chilly, and Nanzhi pulled her coat tighter as she walked over.
"Jiang Qingyan, what are you doing here?"
"Zhizhi, I'm waiting for you."
Jiang Qingyan looked at her with a gentle expression.
Nan Zhi yawned and went behind him. She gripped the armrest of the wheelchair and pushed Jiang Qingyan into the villa.
"Jiang Qingyan, it's chilly outside tonight, so you don't need to come out and wait for me."
“Zhizhi, I know you’re afraid of the dark. I’m afraid you’ll be scared if I’m not around.”
Nanzhi: "..."
Nanzhi was taken aback for once.
Unexpectedly, the original owner of this body was just like her.
She's afraid of nothing but the dark.
Of course, there's nothing to be afraid of in the dark; what she's afraid of is ghosts.
Sigh, even such a strong woman like her has things she's afraid of.
She pushed Jiang Qingyan back to the room.
As soon as she got to the room, she threw herself into the blankets.
"Ugh, I'm so sleepy."
Nanzhi nestled in the blankets, looking utterly exhausted.
Jiang Qingyan looked at her gently from the side: "Zhizhi, you haven't taken off your makeup yet."
Nanzhi turned over and buried her face in the blanket.
In a muffled voice: "I'm too lazy to move, I don't want to remove my makeup."
Being an actor is too tiring.
Nan Zhi decided to retire from the entertainment industry after filming this movie.
Otherwise, with all that exhaustion, when would she ever find the time to make love with Jiang Qingyan?
Just as Nanzhi was drifting off to sleep, she vaguely felt something moving around on her face.
She opened her eyes and the first thing she saw was a long, well-defined finger holding several cotton pads and applying them to her face.
She looked up and saw Jiang Qingyan's gentle face, weathered by time, beside the bed.
Perhaps it was because she was more sentimental at night, but as Nanzhi quietly looked at his face, a sudden feeling stirred within her.
How exactly did Jiang Qingyan die?
The original owner didn't seem to know.
I don't know...
That means there are many possibilities.
Illness or accident?
Looking at the handsome man before her, Nan Zhi suddenly asked, "Jiang Qingyan, have you been feeling unwell lately?"
Jiang Qingyan was pouring makeup remover when he heard her question, and his fingertips paused for a moment.
"No."
"I'll go with you for a full body check-up tomorrow."
Jiang Qingyan looked at Nan Zhi with his handsome features: "Zhizhi, I'm perfectly healthy, I don't need..."
"No, we have to go and take a look."
Nanzhi got up, tore off the makeup remover pads from her face, and earnestly advised, "Look at you, you're always sitting in a wheelchair and can't move around. What if you get hemorrhoids?"
Jiang Qingyan: ...
He smiled and said, "Zhizhi, I feel very healthy."
Nan Zhi said domineeringly, "I don't care what you think, I care what I think. I seriously suspect you're sick. Now I'm giving you two choices."
First, I'll take you to the hospital for a physical exam.
Second, take off your pants and I'll show you.
As she spoke, she glanced back and forth at his legs, raising an eyebrow slightly: "I suggest you choose the second one."
Tsk tsk.
She glanced at it just now; the legs were incredibly long, and the buttocks seemed quite perky too.
Ah, I can't look anymore, I'm drooling.
Looking at her bittersweet eyes, Jiang Qingyan: ...
He said somewhat helplessly, "Then I can go by myself, you go ahead with your business."
"I'm not filming until tomorrow afternoon, I'll go with you in the morning."
While we're at it, let's see if the doctor needs to undress for the examination.
Well, she didn't want to see it; she just wanted to fulfill the original owner's wish and be nicer to him.
A slight smile appeared on Jiang Qingyan's face: "Okay."
Nanzhi then washed her face with peace of mind and went back to bed.
Seeing that the girl was fast asleep, Jiang Qingyan's smile deepened.
She has really changed a lot.
Why is that?
How about finding another way to get a divorce?
It was late at night, and Nanzhi was fast asleep when she vaguely heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom.
She couldn't open her eyes, so she turned over and fell into a deep sleep again.
In the bathroom, Jiang Qingyan pressed the hand sanitizer, applied it to the back of his hand, and carefully washed the area where he had touched the girl's face.
A smile played on his lips, but his eyes held a chilling coldness.
He didn't stop until his hands were completely red from washing before slowly wiping away the water stains with a towel.
Leaving the bathroom, Jiang Qingyan quietly looked at the sleeping girl on the bed. His slender fingertips lightly tapped the armrest of the wheelchair. Moonlight shone down, reflecting a deep gloom in his eyes.
The next morning, Nanzhi got out of bed, rushed into the bathroom with disheveled hair to wash her face, put on makeup, changed into a Chanel-style suit, and admired her stunning beauty in the mirror.
Nan Zhi: "Magic mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?"
Demon Nanzhi Jing: "It's Nanzhi. She's fair-skinned and beautiful, with skin so smooth it's almost translucent. She's absolutely stunning."
Nan Zhi covered her mouth and laughed: "Oh dear, don't praise me like that."
Mirror: Sometimes it's quite speechless.
Nanzhi, looking beautiful, stepped out of the bedroom in her high heels.
Jiang Qingyan was already in the living room at that time.
Upon seeing her, a smile immediately appeared on his face: "Zhizhi, come and have breakfast."
Nan Zhi walked over and took the dining table from Jiang Qingyan's table: "You can't eat this..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was met with a barrage of harsh words from Jiang Yuling, who had just come downstairs.
"Nanzhi, are you so arrogant now that you won't even let my older brother have breakfast?"
Jiang Yuling's voice was too loud, and Nan Zhi touched her brow and blinked helplessly.
She really didn't want to swear.
She's a very pretty girl.
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